The two of them probably have no idea why Sect Leader is staring at a handkerchief, dazed by the firelight.
After a long while, Fei Chen stood beside Su Qing and whispered,
"Sect Leader, it's time to go."
Su Qing snapped out of his trance and replied offhandedly,
"Mm."
Then, he raised his hand and tossed the handkerchief into the bonfire.
But just as the flames were about to scorch the handkerchief, he reached in and snatched it back.
The fire singed the back of his hand, but he didn't seem to feel any pain—in fact, the smile at his lips just grew wider.
In the midst of this blazing inferno, he swallowed and spoke slowly,
"Fei Chen."
"I'm here."
"Find out whose handkerchief this is."
Fei Chen paused for a moment, then accepted the order,
"Yes, Sect Leader."
No one really knows what their master has gone through—he just seems a little bit different from before.
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Now, let's talk about Su Ye, who ran straight home.
